Posts made in November, 2012

His Family at Peace

by Andrew When I first started working at the PEACE Program two and a half years ago, a lot of things were different. The program was in a different building, a much smaller and more cramped building. The kids were different, some moved away and others stopped coming. The snacks were different, consisting of unending boxes of old, sometimes-stale fiber one bars. I was different. I remember being...

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Our Sweepstakes

by Amy B. We were dancing through Walmart like we’d won a sweepstakes. We were clutching the carefully saved cash in a tattered envelope.  “Let’s spruce up our place!” we proclaimed, referring affectionately to our #20. Some nails and a hammer meant things were actually going up on the walls. After almost a year of being in our new building, nails in the walls somehow meant we were really...

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The Faith Room

By Amy A. When PEACE moved from Devlin #10 to #20 a year ago, having so many more rooms took some getting used to. We had to learn the art of utilizing our space, of maximizing its peace-making, nurturing, and organizational potential. Hence, the birth of—and I was the mom—the Homework Room. Despite the fact that homeworking activities are performed in several of the rooms throughout the...

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Freeze Tag

By Amy B. The wind was blowing but not enough to cut the heat. To an onlooker it might have looked like we were involved in some crazy chaos on our little patch of yard, but to me it was a game of freeze tag. It was a swirl of smiles, of determined faces, of kids being kids, letting the weight of the world slip off their shoulders while they ran. I saw kids becoming friends, forgetting that they...

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Getting Home

By Amy A. I was driving down to Devlin today, about to make the final turn that would lead to the PEACE building, when suddenly, I really, really didn’t want to. Didn’t want to turn. Wanted to keep driving straight. Yeah, not what you might think is the ideal way to start off the 2012-13 (after)school year, just plain not wanting to. But lack of desire wasn’t really the...

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